Here in New Mexico dust devils are no joke. I got hit by one while riding a relatively heavy motorcycle, and I was lucky to stay upright. One other time I saw one loft a 45 gallon plastic trash can 60 feet. One upended a wooden shed at a ranch where I worked.
My rotorcraft solo began with a dust devil as I was awaiting clearance for takeoff.
A sad ending to some very risky recreation. That’s not meant as a criticism. I would love to drop from a (Tandem-guided) parachute, but most such schools understandably have a weight limit. I believe the weight limit for men is 220lb.
My boat has long since sailed past that point of 220lb.
Sometimes, I’m in the mood for a little danger.
Wow, what are the odds of coming down into a dust devil?
Weather forecast is for continuing gravity!
No mention of global warming, or climate change?
Don’t jump out of airplanes.
Finally some good news for a change. Yes, they hate us also.
Easily one of the most avoidable ways to die.
Yeah, sure. I know how this works. I’ve seen it countless times on tv.
They declare her legally dead, whisk her away to a top secret laboratory where they implant bionic parts into her body and give her a new identity and job as a top secret agent.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qcba-ZgtsT4